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invited to give life to the alley in its final golden guarding the treasure, and the elegance of the butterfly larva happens to a gray. Lined up in a corner, looked fun blending of sports, laughing, chanting, playing to relive last stages. They were invincible, eternal ... happy, but will know later, when the colors of the moment fade if washed by the memory too many times.

were left truce rocked by youth. The rhythm felt the caress of complicity. Above is hatched black arts and spells of bitterness, but not lis imported. Imagine getting together immunity.

Sitting in that row of spontaneous animators, there she was. Just imagine where you always wanted because it had not even had the courage. Blended with the rhythm of the ball, tried to build a barrier against his thoughts. Heaven and those who inhabit it are well aware that he tried. Spoke. He talked non-stop to meet them, focused on images that leaped into the hands of a screen nearby, remnants of emotion that could almost rub. Lied to itself. Nearly succeeded in & oacute, forgetting everything ... But one look was enough to knock down the wall of Valerian.

His eyes traced the path of the ball for the sixteenth time, but the concentration is too volatile in perfect nights. In an oversight of the unconscious, suffered a fatal crash against those innocent eyes. Total loss. The alleged incidents part of a single reason in its defense: the collision was unavoidable by the abstracted gloom that clouded everything. At heart I knew I had done it on purpose: it was his last attempt to find the brightness of expectations & oacclock that evening, he realized that no leave of the brave that both had taught him unintentionally. I could not. He could not. Say you soon or any other patch equivalíaa dig inevitably wound was trying to sew every night was a Penelope without loom. He preferred to let her go and face their empty space in the living sheltered by an argument. Because we always had plenty of arguments. Would come out with some friends. Would be studying. Her laughter still covered the stairs. Sailor Moon Guinoa that it remained dormant ... No, not gone. Just book yourr goodbye in a few hours. Elche stared at the moon again. But this time they looked for answers, only learned to settle for the experience. And thank you, thank you very much for those moments when happiness was becoming almost routine. Because the melancholy only full, true and bearable when you have a source so deep, bittersweet as eyes that are recomposed to look for the last time the cause of his many past joys.

The phrase able to enjoy the memories is to live twice - Marcus Valerius Martial

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Sentences handed down by his heels down the hall. Again. Back to strut among the guests. Tight clothing such stylized curves impossible. The muted sound of his laughter to the audience. When she appears, the good atmosphere jump out the window. He knows. He likes it. Further evidence that the handful of losers envy. They would like to feel it. Them to imitate. But they can not hope to achieve. The glamor of the world would blind them with only imagine.

sits, rocking her chair, spreading to the adjacent movement. Throw the bowl to the table. Analyze food and tries to disfigure his facea face of disgust. I do not like. Is the phrase teacher. He does not like vegetables, do not like the pasta, fish and hates no one will talk about the meat. Really knows which is good. Ordered with that expression is the way to get noticed. Loading

sparingly his spoon. A. Two. Three. A fourth announced that it is full. As if in those months had won the concern of the rest of the table. Add it by diet. You have to lose a few kilos. And the sculpted body disappears into the bowels of the kitchen, returning to his room with his stomach and his ego deceived triumphant. Relieved to be rid once againgreen eyes that are stuck in front of it every meal. Again

has done it again. Pass the plate. Mistreated. Despises. Weave nonsense models, scales and weight loss. Meanwhile, back stretch, so your fat assumptions collide with ribs that are marked through the shirt. Then leave. Figure in the chair opposite is replaced by screams. Because the girl who sits in front of this beauty would love to yell, leave his taciturnity and up, opening her green eyes, to scold them too.

would raise the tone and with it the flight of pigeonsof the square, scared by such a scandal. We ask you not to belittle the efforts of the cook, who does not tyrannize the table. But above all, send him silent. Because she does not know what is to suffer for food. Counting servings. Fat. The dreams that go with self-esteem. You have no idea. Never shed tears to the bathroom after vomiting. Twice a day, and placebo pills. This model does not suffer the consequences of madness years ago.

His legs do not tremble when the stomach after eating shudders. Never shut up in the bath & asame.

Nevertheless, heart does not want that to happen. Because she suffers itself. Knows what it is. And it will not one day of its existence without wanting to go back and learn to love.

phrase: Let food be thy food and food your medicine - Hippocrates

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"... Caminante, no hay camino / are made by walking ..."

last reread his favorite poem before you go. Sun swung to a halt when he decided it was time to leave. On the other hand we expect a better life, or at least promised that the welcoming signs of the city.

walked nostalgic than the stones they told an anecdote. Still hoped that the line did not adversely affect the life of their fate, but could not mistaken, the route totomorrow is often too long, deep and clueless as to bring and carry news. It autoconvenció that should not matter, it would be worthwhile. He had to earn it.

arrived at the entrance to the city, with pupils from neon burning. A look into the journey enough to realize all that was left behind. Between the uncertainty of the unknown appeared true, perhaps the only one she acompañaríaa along his adventure: he was face to face with the future. For the first time everything depended on it, each step tendon

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We also live in him. If life is always so short and so poor, and he enriched so, perhaps no other wealth, and we are crazy not to imitate.

Antonio Buero Vallejo. Foundation.

clash with many voice of reason, but in reality are nothing more than merely repeat the echo that resonates through inertia. At one stretch of road appropriated and invented truths that will try to draw fire in your skin. Frown your way, go under the refDo not let another dictate borders and gray tie ankle grab you, by looking back to the cold reality. No one can do if you have nothing more comforting than show. If everything is so disheartening, no one trespassed enough to be condemned to live with reality. Empty. Grid. Cruel ... uncage the birds in your head and enjoy your flight. It's the best, and perhaps unique, worthwhile.

The line: Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment with truth. Jean Paul Sartre

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announced ... Or maybe he had never stopped raining. With a blunt closed the curtain of his thoughts, pretending to believe that it would disappear. Instead it filtered through the air bristled fibers senses. It would be desirable to react, but displaying a look of astonishment nothing was too burdensome. The blades of disappointment fluttered in the wind again, becoming rain with the touch of glass. Without doubt, this suburb lost in Wonderland was not safe in relatively calm afternoon. He

absorbed with paper-eating hieroglyphics, adopting the pose of responsibility. Read, attend to, store ... A link more in the chain of lobbies. Cyan dyeing the edges of the sheet indicated the times that had flowed through his fingers feel so. It shook him every nook, almond eyes and expectations to the environment. It was then climbed by ima marginalization, curled up in front of the box caresses, but no lock key.

sandwich in the watch, heard the hiss of feet down the scale in F minor who presided over his life. He smiled to himself, stroking nonsense strands in the hope of turning them into golden waves. Tested against the wall less pitiful smile and dusted off an argument either. Until his back simulated majestic posture